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Two years and four months ago...
Two months had passed by in the blink of an eye. Chenle went from spending a day at the apartment with Mark, Jaemin and Donghyuck every couple of weeks or so, to practically living there as well. Every weekend when possible and any weekday that he could spare was used in their presence, and it got increasingly harder to live without them.
Donghyuck had been skeptical at first. He didn't like the feminine addition to their once three-way relationship, and he certainly found it hard to accept not being the 'princess' anymore. The male's attempts at sabotaging the Chinese boy (or girl on many occasions) were pointless, for when he annoyed Mark it didn't sit well with him either.
"Get to know him," the oldest had said at the time, "You'll find you're more alike than you think."
And God was he right. The two eventually settled to talk — one hating childish and sensitive people, while the other felt uncomfortable around girls — and they sorted through their differences. The best discovery would definitely have been the mutual disdain for mistreatment. Hyuck and Chenle bonded the most over their memories, and that was enough for them.
So in eight long yet short weeks, Mark was almost desperate to pose to the transvestite 'the question'. It was really late on a Saturday evening, and they'd all fallen asleep on the sofa after a fantastic comedy movie. The digital clock on the mantlepiece above the dormant electric fire read '01:47', and the actor twitched into a state of awareness after feeling something shift off his chest.
He blinked back the stars in his eyes blearily and tried to sit up without disturbing the peace that had settled over the past hour. To his dismay, Chenle wasn't situated in their collective cuddle, only Jaemin at the end of the couch with Donghyuck curled up against his chest. Fast asleep.
"Le?" He whispered, rubbing his face and rolling out his neck once he wasn't so dazed. "Chenle—"
"Shhh, I'm right over here," the Chinese member hummed softly and caught his attention from the kitchen connected to the living area. Their space was relatively small, since it was a hideout of sorts from the media. "Did I wake you?"
"Kinda. What are you doing?"
"Getting some water."
That's it? Mark supposed, shrugging off his sleepy state and getting up carefully without touching his two lovers. He couldn't quite recall how exactly he'd fallen asleep, or when about the movie had ended...but he was simply in shorts and a t-shirt, so he'd removed the majority of his clothes somewhere along the line.
"Do you want one?" The shadow enquired, and as the older entered the kitchen area as well and flicked on a dim lamp near the edge to shed some light, he was pleasantly surprised to find Chenle was still in female gear, but only an oversized t-shirt of Jaemin's and either hidden underpants on underneath or nothing at all. The long black hair the current 'she' was wearing was tied into an extremely loose side plait that hung over her shoulder like a waterfall.
"Yeah, I'll have one," he mumbled, but the heat that sparked down in the pit of his stomach was not a force to be reckoned with. He hated when his hormones got this way around this person who wasn't even in their relationship. It was wrong more than anything, but it also felt invasive on himself who only wanted the best for his boys. "Why can't you sleep?"
"My mind is busy," the teen confessed and scooted over to start reaching for a glass. The shirt did in fact rise up, and the Korean cursed the very being who allowed Zhong Chenle to dress himself in lingerie. Soft, lace-rimmed underpants hugged his hipbones and lined his ass diagonally, awfully teasing for a man who was barely holding it together.
"Chenle, where did your trousers go?"
"We all sort of stripped after awhile when it got too warm to be sitting beside each other," the ravenette uttered as the water ran, "So I did what everyone else did. Look at you, Mister."
"But I'm not in..."
"Hm?"
"Never mind." I'm not wearing provocative undergarments that let half my ass peek out.
The younger merely hummed in response and leaned against the countertop tiredly. She seemed a little drained, maybe from a long day or week. She worked in a busy little sweet shop after all, and was constantly on her feet. Mark instinctively felt a wave of responsibility flood his figure, and within him was a human who lived for the sake of making others feel better.
His hands met the other's hips, and he leaned his chin against Chenle's shoulder as the taller stopped the tap from overfilling the glass. The gentle, caring massages to the feminine Chinese teen's pelvis were much appreciated, and she sank into the feeling by relaxing.
"When's your next shift?" He whispered against her ear, not meaning for it to be sexual, yet it sent all kinds of tingles down the younger's spine.
"Tomorrow. Three in the afternoon..."
"You should get some sleep..."
"I-I can't now," Chenle pouted into the barely disrupted darkness. Her hands met those of the shorter's, and the wonderful movements stopped.
"Why's that?" Mark perked up. "If you want to use our bed, feel free. I know the couch isn't always—"
"It's not even that," the ravenette sighed and held back a breath as she slowly slid one of the older's hands down. It was painfully prolonged, like the clocks were edging everything along slower and their muscles were tense. Finally though, Mark's palm was placed upon a hardened area of heat, the fabric of the underwear damp for obvious reasons.
"Chenle," he gushed, trying to pull away, though having the taller hold his wrist there tightly. "Please, not like this—"
"Then when?" She whimpered, letting him go for all he didn't edge away again. "When can we do this? It's been two months and I feel so boxed off from you three...alone out here where you aren't."
"You like Jaemin."
"I did. But I've learned to love more, Mark. You and Donghyuck have made yourself right at home in here," she placed her hand on her chest, "And now I'm impatient. When will you ask me to join you? Because I know you feel the same..."
"Le, are you sure?"
"I'm positive. It's you who'll have to put up with me, isn't it? The weirdo."
"You're not a weirdo," the ravenette scoffed and squeezed her tightly from behind. "You're beautiful, and you don't have to have one defining gender to show that. Look at this," he then slid his hand under the waistband of the underwear and held onto the throbbing member that was all excited just for him. "You make me go crazy, Le."
"Please..."
"I wanna bend you over here and now," he rasped against her ear and pressed his knee between her legs, causing the small layer of fabric to ride up and rub a sensitive area. "Don't ever feel insecure about yourself when you're so powerful."
"Th-Then do it," she insisted needily and leaned forward over the countertop to relieve the stress building up in her front. "I wanna show you everything I have."
"The sleeping angels over there might wake up."
"And if they do, what's the problem?"
"Point taken," he snickered, dropping to his knees and pressing a slipping kiss to the back of the Chinese teen's thigh. "Before we begin, I have to ask; Chenle, want to be our boyfriend and girlfriend?"
"Ugh, stupid idiot," she whined airily, hand sliding down lace through his hair and push his face forward. "Of course I want to be. That's all I've ever wanted to be since I met you."
And sometimes, just sometimes, it was a moment like this that made life more worth it. A silly, late night when nothing was expected was when life-changing situations would occur. Chenle was a welcomed member to the relationship from that moment, and even with failed attempts before and after with potentials who just weren't ready or prepared for their love, they'd never have expected to claim so many precious boys in the near future.
Such as the next in line; a snide but romantic adult video actor with eyes for a man he probably should've left alone.
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Hey guys, I know the updates are pretty spaced now, and there's not much I can do about it, I'm afraid. I try my best to have them ready, but I really appreciate the patience.
Thanks so much for the support even when I lag a lot, and I hope you're all taking care of yourselves.
Stay safe and healthy!
-lily